X is for Xanadu.
Not the best film ever made. My mum took me and my friend Lydia (who had these fantastic white cowboy boots with rhinestones on, of which I was terribly envious) to see it at the cinema when it came out. Even at that age I knew it was rubbish. Yes, I knew that it was bobbins even as I was in the throes for my first major girl crush.
Olivia Newton-John. I wanted to be her and I wanted her/me to marry John Travolta. And I wanted Xanadu to be as thrilling as Grease. But it wasn’t. I tried to do my hair like Sandy (goodie two shoes at the drive-in not sex siren at the fun fair) and oh how I wanted some black satin trousers. I never did get them. A girl at school had some. Not me. I am over it now.
I still kind of like the song though.
I hope that you enjoyed that.
My next major girl crush was not until many years later. It was Davina McCall. I even had my hair cut like her and tried to get my friends to write into that show that she hosted called Don’t Try This at Home where people had to face their biggest challenge/fear like climbing an ice wall or jumping out of a plane. If they refused the challenge Davina would step in. I knew I could meet any challenge if I had the chance to meet and impress Davina. None of my bastard friends wrote in for me though. I remain unfulfilled in this dream.
Who have been your secret/not so secret girl crushes? Tell me about your ridiculous unfulfilled dreams. Please, I am doing nothing else tonight but cooking dinner and awaiting your comments.
